Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Suspicious Minds

Answer me this, I won’t take you to courtDid you go crazy, or did you reportOn that day they wounded New York? - Leonard Cohen

Blogger's been giving me serious grief the last few weeks and I haven't been able to publish for days, so since you may not even see this for a while, I won't make it a long post.

I'd had only a Discovery Channel-like familiarity with the work of Rupert Sheldrake when I began considering issues here such as the mysteries of consciousness, DNA and holographic fields, and I've since received much encouragement from readers to get better acquainted. So I'm binging. And I'm thinking how sooner, and wiser, I'd have gotten to where I am now, if I'd done this years ago.

In The Sense of Being Stared At, Sheldrake devotes a chapter to human forebodings and presentiments of disaster. Soon after 9/11, he began gathering dreams and premonitions of the event, 57 in total, many which had been described to friends and family before the attack.

I dreamt that I was a passenger on a commercial jet, seated at a window seat on the left-hand side. The cabin was filled with sunlight, and outside visibility was excellent. I don't remember the beginning of the dream, but I remember a pervasive sense of dread. The passengers and I were deeply concerned about the flight path we were taking; we were flying very low over Manhattan's buildings. I have flown into New York City's three major airports many times and am familiar with the normal approach routes, and this approach was quite out of the ordinary. I also love flying and had had no bad experiences as a passenger or any bad dreams about flying. Yet in this dream I was very frightened about how close we were to the buildings. Many of the passengers were very vocal and shared my concern. I recognized buildings as we flew over them, and it was clear that we were flying directly south over the southern tip of the island. Then there was a tremendous impact and I woke up. This dream disturbed me for days afterward, enough that I described the dream to my wife.

On the morning of Sept 11, Steven Brown dreamed he was "in the stairwell of the World Trade Center with a lot of people trying to get out," while Gina Vigo dreamt "Manhattan was hit by an incredible blizzard. People were running for cover from the fierce gusts of snow and everything was white. Later on, when I saw footage of the falling ash, it was strangely reminiscent." Audry Parrish dreamed she was in one of the towers when it caught on fire. She escaped by crawling across a glass bridge halfway up into the second tower, "when it too caught fire and burned."

This isn't the boneyard of Ripley's Believe It or Not. The stories aren't fabulist amusements which have no bearing on where we find ourselves today. They speak to our deeper nature buried beneath generations of fear-bred ignorance, and reveal intuitive capacities we're expected to deny.

Regarding 9/11 synchronicities such as The Lone Gunmen's March, 2001 pilot episode (hijacked, remote-controlled airliners target the World Trade Center to trigger a war for profit), and the Coup's June 2001 cover art, (the towers explode near the floors of impact), I contended the artists were not somehow tipped off to the plot, but rather they tapped into the dark frequencies which soon after began troubling the dreams of so many. I'm beginning to wonder whether it will be by recovering our ability to astonish ourselves that we will save ourselves. If we become fully human, then our executioners are finished. (I mean to explore this more later, when Blogger is more dependable.)

In another case from The Sense of Being Stared At, Amanda Bernsohn didn't dream of crashing planes or a burning World Trade Center: "I was walking down a street that was covered in swastikas that were spray painted on the building walls. The Nazis had invaded New York, but I wasn't able to find any people at all."

Sheldrake notes that Bernsohn's dream was of "horror in Manhattan," though it "was not at all like the WTC disaster."

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It was from the artists and poets that the pertinent answers came, and I know that panic would have broken loose had they been able to compare notes. As it was, lacking their original letters, I half suspected the compiler of having asked leading questions, or of having edited the correspondence in corroboration of what he had latently resolved to see. That is why I continued to feel that Wilcox, somehow cognizant of the old data which my uncle had possessed, had been imposing on the veteran scientist. These responses from esthetes told disturbing tale. From February 28 to April 2 a large proportion of them had dreamed very bizarre things, the intensity of the dreams being immeasurably the stronger during the period of the sculptor's delirium. Over a fourth of those who reported anything, reported scenes and half-sounds not unlike those which Wilcox had described; and some of the dreamers confessed acute fear of the gigantic nameless thing visible toward the last.

My experience of that day was not so dramatic, but interesting, I think. That morning I got a call from my assistant which woke me up. She said she wasn't going to be in to work on time because she was trying to get a hold of her sister, who lives in New York, and wasn't able to get through. She couldn't get thru to her regular phone. I asked, "did you try her cell?" "Yes, but that's down too." I had no idea what was going on, but said, nevertheless, that it was of course because "New York was under attack." We talked, vaugely, about that being a possibility for a minute and then I started to feel guilty that I was breaking some sort of Karma rule talking flipantly about her sister being in danger. So then I threw out, to make the joke more ridiculously obvious, "I hear they're hitting Florida too." She started talking about, well, we don't know how many planes have been hijacked at this point. That's when I got confused and asked her. "OK, this is weird, what are you talking about?" She said, "you don't know?" "No, you woke me up". "Turn on your TV." "OK." I did, and was in shock.

Well, finally I've found a place to tell my little story.. I was at a small out-of-town conference of computer geeks in early 2001 and we were doing a post-post-mortem on the 'Y2K' [not a] problem during a break for some geek-type conversation. In the middle of this conversation, some dude I didn't know and have never seen again said "Some people think something is going to happen on September 11th."

I remember it well because it seemed so odd. I said something back to him like "Hmmm, 9 1 1 0 1, is that some significant number in binary? Or maybe the 9 1 1 emergency systems will fail because of some glitch in their design?" I was silently calculating in my mind, trying to translate various binary renderings of 91101, and trying to figure out what possible technical glitch could be caused by such a number coming up in dates in computer systems calculations, and I just couldn't think of any good reason why that number would be the subject of concern. Still, I was puzzled by it, but the break was over and I never talked to that guy again.

I didn't ever follow up on it, because I never read anything in any of the geek journals about that date being important for any real or imagined arcane computational reason. I remembered this incident shortly after some of the trauma of 9/11 started wearing off and I'm dead certain that this guy was 'serious as a heart attack' when he said it. And he never replied to my queries about why it was a 'bad number' for us geeks to be worried about. He just let my conjectures hang in dead air, so that it kind of made me feel that I was inadequate for not realizing something obvious, or something...anyway, I felt weird enough about it to remember it fairly clearly.

“I'm beginning to wonder whether it will be by recovering our ability to astonish ourselves that we will save ourselves. If we become fully human, then our executioners are finished.”

Events that do not conform to our pretensions are most often ignored, another ‘service’ of the proudly ignorant ego. There is no conspiracy, only a large investment in maintaining the current inadequate perceptual processing systems.

Until co-opted by institutional power structures, ‘Jesus Christ’s’ gospel of love served to astonish and reshape psychical conditioning systems in a positive way. When we do it again, lets create structures that are more resistant to having their forms of understanding emptied of their substance.

Hello there folks! Talking about 9/11, I thought I would relate a piece of information that I discovered a few days ago. While watching "The Fellowship of the Ring" , I was struck by the fact that Bilbao Baggins was celebrating his 111th. birthday. Finding this odd, and not being sure if it was just a Hollywood invention, I decided to check it out. So I took out my dusty copy of "The Lord of the Rings" to verify. And, sure enough, Bilbao was in fact throwing a party on his "eleventy-one" birthday. Okay, nothing unusual so far. But on leafing through the pages, I noticed that the party was taking place in September! "That very month was September, and as fine as you could ask". Now, isn't that weird? My curiosity piqued, I continued checking and came to the back of the book where Tolkien had included a calender of events pertaining to Middle Earth. And guess what? Bilbao Baggins was celebrating his 111th.birthday in September in 3001, exactly one thousand years after the 11th.September 2001!!! Well,well, what do you know! Isn't that a strange coincidence?

Of course, the rational part of me says loud and clear that this is simply a mere chance happening and that Tolkien, who published "The Lord of the Rings" in 1954, couldn't possibly have predicted 9/11/2001. And most of us would obviously agree with that. But a small, tiny voice, somewhere in the back of my mind, whispers something else. What if nothing happens by chance, that everything is planned ahead, even decades in advance, so that Tolkien, perhaps part of the Elite, wasn't predicting anything but simply presenting an Agenda that he knew would probably happen? Or , perhaps, as Jeff says, it could be synchronicity. Yes, I know this sounds far-fetched and I'm probably talking nonsense, but when I consider that the second part of Tolkien's book is called "The Two Towers" and that both of them are destroyed, like the Twin Towers in New York, than I really have to wonder if my small,tiny voice is that crazy after all. Needless to say, I’m hardly looking forward to the Return of the King!!

However, is it too far of a stretch of the imagination to believe that these "artists" were part of the "well oiled" machine that planned and executed this particular event.

I think it's highly unlikely that the Coup CD cover and the Lone Gunmen pilot episode were anything other than synchronicities and, in the case of the Lone Gunmen, creative imagination fueled by contemporary conspiracy lore. There is no evidence indicating collusion or foreknowledge -- any speculation to the contrary is just pure guesswork. And there is abundant evidence against the collusion theory in both cases. I beat this poor horse to death in the RI board, but the pitiful search feature won't give me the URL.

But some people want to believe regardless. To those stuck in reductionist mindsets, every dot must be literally connected. If a CD cover bears an uncanny resemblance to the exploding WTC towers, well, then it must be a literal correspondence -- i.e. an obscure, anti-establishment rap group was somehow tipped off in advance or colluding with the architects of 9/11.

Sigh.

On another note, I had an eerie presentiment on 9/10/2001. Some friends and I were discussing the idea of bringing a performance group to Baltimore for some shows. The group reenacted airline crashes, with real dialogue based upon black box recordings, and with a minimal set made up of chairs to resemble airplane seats. At one point in the night, we decided a good opening date for a show would be 11/11, and we started riffing on the numerological significance (yes, it was late, and yes, we had been drinking a fair amount of beer).

The next day, needless to say, we scrapped that idea.

Synchronicity happens. Events big enough to shatter the noosphere send ripples backward in time, and artists are usually the ones who the disturbance. It's no surprise 9/11 reverberations showed up in the musings of cultural creatives.

"During the course of writing From Hell, I met an author whose books are, I believe, popular in the New Age-Occult market, these being books on something called "psychic questing." The premise behind this, as far as I can see, is that you decide to go on a quest with a couple of mates of yours who happen to be psychic. Maybe you're looking for the Holy Grail or the Spear of Destiny or, I dunno, your car keys or something. Your psychic mates will lead you to a bunch of stone circles, ancient churches, and similar significant sites, picking up lots of clues on the way (many of them psychically. It's just, you know, this vibe. You wouldn't understand). Quite possibly, along the way things will go wrong. This is usually a sign that you're under psychic attack, and a quick check with your psychic mates will almost certainly confirm this. Looking in the newspaper, you may find that the 5:15 train from Liverpool to London has crashed that day, which you will sensibly conclude was probably caused by the malevolent psychic energy aimed by your astral adversary, rebounding from your force-screen of white astral light to reap havoc amongst innocent commuters. At the end, you write a book about your true-life adventures. I'm being hideously unfair here, I'm sure, but you get the gist.

Anyway, during my brief conversation with this author, he told me that he himself had been investigating the astral residue of Whitechapel, along with a couple of paranormal pals, and that his findings suggested that my "theory" in From Hell was pretty much the way it actually happened. I felt as if I was being cruel when I politely pointed out that From Hell was, in fact, a made-up comic-book story, with probably about as much bearing upon historical "reality" as Disney's Pocahontas. Nothing against the guy personally, you understand, and I'm sure his approach to psycho-geography is every bit as valid as my own, but I really did not want to put so much as a toe into the inviting pool of "The Truth.". Truth is a well-documented pathological liar. It invariably turns out to be Fiction wearing a fancy frock. Self-proclaimed Fiction, on the other hand, is entirely honest. You can tell this, because it comes right out and says, "I'm a Liar," right there on the dust jacket. Were I to read the biography of Prime Minister-in-waiting Tony Blair (saw him on a walkabout through town centre a few weeks back. Looked like a fucking Thunderbird puppet), then at the end of it I would still not know where I stood with Tony Blair. I do, however, know where I stand with Hannibal Lecter and the Wizard of Oz.

To get back to the point of this meander, while I was working upon From Hell I was constantly unnerved and amazed by the amount of confirming "evidence" that turned up to support my "theory," precisely because I knew that it wasn't a theory: it was a fiction. This is a much more strange and wonderful phenomenon than simply being able to say, "I was right all along! William Gull was Jack the Ripper!" When the Universe seems to confirm our fictions as opposed to our supposed theories, then this suggests a strange relationship between fiction, mind, perception, and cosmos that is far more gripping than simply solving a whodunit.

I once heard an anecdote about a contemporary magician who decided to put this principle to the test by adopting a belief so strange that nobody could possibly mistake it for reality and then seeing what happened. The belief he decided to go with was that Noddy, the little toy-car driving and belied-hat wearing protagonist of Enid Blyton's children's books, was in fact the absolute creator of the Universe and the God of all Gods. Within a couple of weeks he abandoned the experiment in alarm, finding himself upon the brink of conclusively proving that Middy was the Supreme Being. He'd come across magazine articles showing freshly discovered cave-drawings of an obviously sacred figure wearing what appeared to be a tall pointed hat with a little bell on the top. He'd read an interview with Enid Blyton herself in which she described a strange vision that had come to her while under the influence of gas at the dentist; in which she had been whisked across the Universe at the speed of light to meet God himself, although he couldn't describe the details of their conversation. This, along with a whole mess of other stuff and previously hidden meanings in Bible passages (Cain is banished to the Land of Nod in Genesis, for example), seemed to indicate that Nod was God and Enid Blyton His prophetess. "

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"The kind of ripple effect you're talking about is just about the first sort of pattern that one is able to make out with the initial high-altitude mapping. In fact, thinking about it, I'd say it's less like a ripple effect, with hind-sight, than it is like a blast distribution pattern: you have the central area of utter devastation in the relatively small confines of Whitechapel during a relatively small period of time, the autumn of 1888. Spread out from this, there are a distribution of points that seem on first glance to have a relationship to the central point of impact: to the point where some event or personage of considerable size collided explosively with the landscape of history. These points are seemingly randomly and evenly distributed to either side of the impact zone, which is to say in the past that precedes the event and in the future that comes after it. The event is seen as a strange sort of four-dimensional shape or entity, with points of coincidence or significant incident marking the being's extremities and the limits and extents of its time-spanning form.

The immediate noticeable effect of this meta-shape as it impinges upon normal three-dimensional human historical linear consciousness could be described, I suppose, as a kind of glamour. I mean that both in the conventional sense of "the glamour that surrounds murder and murderers;" their sensational appeal in the eyes of the "public," and also in the medieval/magical sense of "a glamour; a, charm; a spell or enchantment." Frankly, I don't think there's really any appreciable difference between the two definitions, in that they both have exactly the same effect of placing a certain dark or dazzling obsession in the minds of whoever they happen to affect.

The earliest effects (if one ignores for a moment pre-monitions like Jekyll and Hyde or Billy Blake's Ghost of a Flea) are those manifested in the streets of London and Whitechapel during the period of the murders. To some extent, these manifestations are closer to the source of the blast, as it were, and the reaction is more "pure" and extreme than later reactions mediated by distance or the passage of time. Maybe it's possible to glean more information from these initial reactions than it is from later, more considered ones.

For example, it seems like everyone got a little bit crazy around the time of the Ripper panic. The annals of the Whitechapel killings are full of unlikely characters acting as amateur detectives, running round Whitechapel in blackface make-up or turning up half-mad in public houses with blood on their clothes and muttering about stabbing women. The men of London, or at least a small but significant percentage of them, seemed to polarise between writing into the papers with wild and heroic schemes for catching the killer, or writing into the paper's with sick, masturbatory fantasies in which they pretended to be the murderer. If it were only the men that were affected by the murders, then we would have a fairly neat and contemporary moral of the "men are not damn good" variety to tie up our observation with, but this is not the case.

The women of the East End, according to reports of the period, were gripped in part by a kind of appalled fascination with the murders. Many would talk, almost longingly according to accounts, of the likelihood of their being the next victim. Some commentators have remarked that it almost seemed as if they were actively fantasizing about this eventuality. Now, this is disturbing. It certainly deserves scrutiny, although it would probably be unwise to leap to any hasty conclusions. One woman of the period, when asked, said that she'd thought how nice it would be to be one of the victims, simply because people had said such nice things about all the women murdered to date. The implication is that it would be worth going through evisceration to be lionized thus. Bear in mind that life for these women would in all likelihood not extend that much longer anyway, just speaking statistically, and that dying of malnutrition, or in childbirth, or from a "ginny" kidney is probably not instantly preferable to sudden death at the hands of a murderer. Also, to be killed by such a celebrated figure would somehow be. to link yourself to him with the act of death...a reverse of the Mark Chapman syndrome, maybe... and, of course, people would say such nice things.

I myself see this phenomenon, both the male and female components of it, as a kind of echo in the "mind-space" of the period. Richard Dawkins might call it a meme, the information equivalent of a gene, a kind of replicating virus-like idea permeating society and influencing how we think and act. Rupert Sheldrake, much less respectable than Dawkins, might talk in terms of a morphogenetic resonance, a thought-form reproducing itself in what Sheldrake terms a "morphogenetic field." For my part, being much less respectable than either of the two above gentlemen, I would talk in terms of the murders being events not only in the "real" material world, but also in the terrain that I term "Idea Space", a kind of medium or field or space or dimension in which thoughts occur. I believe this space to be at least in part mutual, rather than discrete, which is to say that I believe that this "space" impinges to some degree upon all consciousness and that it is co-accessible. Sometimes, certain ideas or notions seem to be or are said to be "in the air." What do we mean by that? When James Watt invented the steam engine, it turned out that several other inventors had come up with the idea independently during roughly the same period. Charles Fort remarked on this to the effect that he guessed it was just "steam-engine time." I'm sure that you get the general idea: that consciousness, including at a group level, is a kind of medium in which ideas or thought-forms are the equivalent of solid objects or land masses, and in which the awareness and "self' of the individual can be seen as a moving point in the fabric.

In terms of the Ripper crimes, I suggest that maybe the idea forms of Leather-Apron and his victims became almost like the compelling and archetypal figures in some Nohplay of the human soul, with at least part of the "audience" responding and identifying unconsciously, with the central players, even to the point of mirroring or mimicking their behaviour. This kind of conjecture be-comes especially interesting, to my mind, when you apply it to a case like that of the "Halifax Slasher," as alluded to in the notes for chapter fourteen. Here, there was no real material figure at the centre of the case. There was only the echo in the mind of the onlookers, a reverberation without a signal.

The further we move away in time from the epicentre of the event, the more rarefied the effects become, and yet they are still noticeable. Most serial murderers, it seems, are aware of Jack the Ripper as a kind of benchmark in their field - almost a patron saint. Albert de Salvo, as just one example, in his confession to the cops said that when they knew the details of his case, it would outdo Jack the Ripper.

Then of course we have the echoes in our media, in our slasher films, and in the minds of those singular obsessives, the Ripperologists. Add to these the lines of chance and coincidence ravelling out from the case itself and leading into both the ancient past and the present day .and we have a pretty good preliminary picture of the ripple or blast-pattern that is the case, just as much as the initial murders can be said to be the case. We have the basic grid on which to map the murder."

******************************************"Of course, this football of coexisting Space-Time has some other interesting properties when considered morally. For example, if there is truly no linear time as we understand it, then the events that make up the vast hyper-solid 'of existence can be read with as much validity from back to front as from front to back. The 'physics, as I understand it, would work just as well whichever way you write the equations. Due to the orientation of our perceptions, we read the Universe as following the course of time's arrow, and we believe that the arrow points only one way. This reading of the Universe is, however, not more essentially "true" than its opposite. Hawking's equations for what is happening at the event horizon of a singularity turned out to be an exact time-reverse of his equations for what is happening during the Big Bang. The Big Bang is the Big Crunch talking backwards. Whoo-oo-ooh. Spooky.

Even stranger is what happens if you bring that premise down from the cosmological to a human moral level: that our lives are as "true" if we view the film in reverse. In this reading of the world our inert bodies are dug up from the ground or magically reassembled in the inferno of a crematorium oven. After a brief period, the brain and heart miraculously start working and we are born as old people. We maybe meet our spouse at the divorce hearing ...the relationship feels bad at first but gets better over the years until it reaches one night of absolute magic in our teens or whenever, after which we never see them again. Daily we draw heat and energy from the air with our reversed actions. We invest that energy into the faecal matter that we ingest through one of the two symmetrical time-reverse mouths that terminate our alimentary canal. We regurgitate a healthy amount of food daily. Our teeth sculpt the pulp back into, say, half a potato. Our cutlery will attach the other half to it. Stick it in a pan of unboiling water for a while to take the heat and softness out, then put its skin back on. When you've got a bag full, take it back to the supermarket and they'll give you some money for it. (The money will come in useful when you have to pay the distributors, who need to pay the retailers so that the retailers can give them lots of copies of Cerebus back to you for disassembly.) The store will unbuy it back to the farmer (at mark-down, obviously), and the farmer will bury the thing so that it can break down into it component chemicals; turn its chlorophyll back into photons to be hovered up by sunbeams and sucked into the immense fission-reaction that is the sun.

In a construction like this, we enter a charmed and often charming world where the laws of moral cause and effect become strangely altered; serial murderers become midwives. Thieves become benefactors. Artists and writers siphon pictures and stories from the minds of their readers, maybe convert them into perceptions and experiences and events for the childhood that still lies ahead of them. The image of a rose in our mind floods down the neural channels to the retina, where it is encoded in photons. The light pours from our eyes to make the vision of the flower - the cosmos. Tyrants become liberators and vice-versa. Sin is a one-way thing that doesn't really seem to hold up in this palindromic world view.

As to whether God is inside or outside the system. I maybe ought to clarify some of the Qabalistic notions I was flashing around earlier: If I understand the system correctly, then God is neither/both inside nor/and outside the system, since God is the system. The godhead sephiroth, Kether, is seen as entity at the moment of its creation out of nothing, usually symbolised by a point within a circle. That energy then passes through several modifying stages, these being the various sephira that make up the arrangenient of the tree. Having come into existence as a single point of pure being at Kether, it is next given a reference point and expressed outwards by the second sephiroth, Chokmah; is imprinted with the possibility of eventual form at Binah; is nurtured at Chesed; is purged of unworthy elements at Geburali; and so on "down" the tree until it is finally manifested in physical form at Malkuth, the sphere of the physical universe.

The energy is all God. God is existence. When gods are applied to the Tree of Life arrangement, it's customary to put them in whichever drawer of the filing cabinet they seem appropriate: Apollo at Tiphareth; Thoth and Hermes at Hod; Venus and Nike at Netzach; and so on. The god associated with Kether is usually the One Almighty God, the Creator of the Bible and the Koran. Aleister Crowley, however, made the valid suggestion that Pan might represent Kether as well as any of them: Pan, it will be remembered, is the Greek word meaning "All." God is All. The physical Universe, including our bodies, is the physical body of God. All feeling is the feeling of God. All Self is the Self of God. The only game that can be played between God and the Devil, Norman Mailer to one side, is solitaire. And that, as the Carpenters have wisely remarked, is the only game in town. "

I've seen synchronicities that involved 1,2,3 or 4 elements but wth do you make of this thing i just read?:

Presidential Synchronicity

• Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.• John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.• Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.• John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.• The names Lincoln and Kennedy each contain seven letters.• Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.• Both wives lost children while living in the White House.• Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.• Both Presidents were shot in the head.• Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy.• Kennedy's secretary was named Lincoln.• Both were assassinated by Southerners.• Both were succeeded by Southerners.• Both successors were named Johnson.• Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.• Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.• John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.• Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.• Both assassins were known by their three names.• Both names are comprised of fifteen letters.• Lincoln was shot at the theater named “Kennedy”.• Kennedy was shot in a car called “Lincoln”.• Booth ran from the theater and was caught in a warehouse.• Oswald ran from a warehouse and was caught in a theater.• Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.• And here's the kicker....• A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.• A week before Kennedy was shot, he was in Marilyn Monroe.

Dumbfuck # 1-"I'm against the war in Iraq — and what happened with Hurricane Katrina, well, it was a failure by everybody," said Ron Craft, a sales manager in Provo who said he was a devout Mormon and a strong conservative who considered himself independent politically. "I tend to judge a person by their character. And President Bush reminds me of President Reagan. He's a man of principle."

So Ron, exactly what principle would he embody? The fuck-up principle? The Nazi principle? The screw the Constitution principle? Alas, I can only wonder.

Dumbfuck #2-"He's strong, and he doesn't waver," said Jaren Olsen, 18, a freshman at Brigham Young, the nation's largest religiously affiliated private university, who is from Albany. "I like that he is for the family, that marriage should only be between a man and woman. And the war, we need to finish what we started."

Old Jaren believes in Bushskis strong & unwavering Iraq War sooooooooooooo fucking much he enrolled in college rather than the military. Typical.

Dumbfuck #3-Another student at Brigham Young, Danielle Pulsipher, a junior, offered blanket approval of the president. Asked to name which of his actions as president she liked most, she was hard-pressed to answer.

"I'm not sure of anything he's done, but I like that he's religious — that's really important," Ms. Pulsipher said

Ah yes, the clueless but supportive ones. They're like gold to a congenital criminal like GW.

"As democracy is perfected, the office of president represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. "H.L. Mencken

Never underestimate the ability of any particular thought, idea, or emotion to affect both our future as well as our past, or alter what we believe about either of them afterwards.

It is far more problematic to suggest that they don't particularly when you consider that it's always imaginative, creative, or unusual ones...the ones that all posess that unique quality of being able to "capture our imagination" that consistently do.

Those are what genuinely alter reality and change our world for either good or ill. They do that by changing what we've come to believe about our world and ourselves. Our reality inevitably follows and reflects those beliefs.

We'd all do well to remember that there are various ways to capture people's imagination if changing the world is really what you're after.

Imagination itself will always provide the necessary vision if the right kind of stimulus is applied intensely enough at just the right time.

Whether the vision that's stimulated is one that can captivate with bright and shining ideals, or hold all in thrall to the most dreadfull and terrifying of fears, it's ability to become a reality depends entirely on just how believable you can induce people to make it and nothing more.

See, that's the rub for me, Silverfox. I don't want to induce people to believe it. I want them to find it within themselves to believe it, whatever "it" is.

As the saying goes, you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. They must drink of their own accord, and currently they are imbibing their daily pablum through a prepared mixture served up to them in a nursing bottle by The Establishment. What I will do, is satirically inform them of their infantilism....but it's up to them to cut their own umbilical chords.

On 9-11 I was working in a commercial construction contracting office- we watched the puppet show on the conference room TV, and I wish I would have recorded some videotape, because many strange comments and allusions broadcast that day were never repeated...

For almost two full work weeks following, virtually no contracts were signed. IMO, the shadow group almost succeeded in breaking the fragile chain of the economy. To this day I'm not sure if that was the goal, or if the operation worked a little too well...

It's called testing the waters. Full submersion is yet to come. In addition, it's tempering in much the same manner you temper eggs to keep them from curdling. We are but a custard who's fate is ingestion.

I have a suggestion. How's about we have a physical, mano y mano round table meeting for Rigorous Intuition subscribers, both registered and unregistered. We can hold it at the Chateau Whistler in Whistler, Canada at the foot of Blackcomb Mountain. I'll bring the raw chicken to feed the bears.

Come on, it would be a blast. It would be intriguing, to say the least. We would all be guessing who the real spooks were, and if we took a census of the group five years later, 75% of us will have perished in mysterious ways, much like microbiologists.

It would be very analogous to a contemporary Eiger Sanction. We could even conduct a Mountain climb for the more prolific members.

Qutb and RobertDreed versus Hugh Manatee Wins and Jules in a race to the top.

Trying to induce people to examine or re-examine their beliefs is no simple matter, particularly when we ourselves are equally snared and entangled with our own...hmmm? LMAO

For the most part we are frightened to death about what we would have to do or what would become of us if we had to live without even some of the most harmfull ones we all harbour.

We have all been brainwashed by others from the day we were born. Those that were so willing to inflict it upon us all suffered from that very same process themselves. So we're all in this together.

Much of that brainwashing was well-intended and designed to protect us from things that we were simply too little to understand at the time; so a number of fears was instilled in us and we were quite forcefully and dramatically conditioned to simply accept and believe in them.

A fear of strangers, a fear of the unknown, a fear of being small, weak and inadequate, a fear that the world is full of harm and unknown or unseen dangers and so on and so forth.

At the same time we were taught any number of other faulty beliefs to go right along with them... that authority figures, be they parents, teachers, doctors, or police can always be trusted. That they will always tell us the truth, that they will always know what is best for us...

It is not simply those beliefs that create the bars of our mental prison and hold us back as adults so much as all the other ones we have just as erroneously attached to them throughout our entire lifetimes.

The countless things we've simply accepted or extrapolated as being true because of those initial beliefs without ever having tested or even looked closely to find out if they really are or not.

The countless beliefs that undermine our confidence in our own talents and abilities, our common sense and honest understanding of ourselves that comes from within us.

Of being able to naturally know and have confidence in the kind creatures that we truly are and the kind of world we actually inhabit along with all the other living things that surround us.

There are other equally powerfull fears and beliefs that directly inhibit us from doing that or distort and misdirect our efforts when we try.

The belief we that we simply aren't smart enough, or that we aren't experts or professionals or that we cannot rely on our own better judgement or trust in our own intuitive feelings to decide the real truth of things for ourselves.

We are even taught to distrust our body's own integrity, it ability to heal itself or the deeper connections of how it intimately relates, responds to and reflects our most deep seated thoughts, feelings and desires.

There is no formal process for us to "un-learn" any of those lessons. To "un-brainwash" ourselves. To ask ourselves if any of those things we believe about ourselves, others, or our world are really true for us or if there aren't better beliefs or concepts we might either replace them with or simply live and enjoy our lives far better and more creatively without any need of at all...hmmm?

We need to recognise that what we see as the shortcomings of others is really only the starker evidence of our own. Their barriers are our barriers. They appear disconnected to us simply because we too are discconnected.

Being aware or making others aware of that is like lifting one foot off the ground but it's not likely to help much if we have nothing but uncertainty about where to put it down next or what direction we're going with it.

The more we know the less we seemingly understand. We are preoccupied with things or events and trying to isolate them as if we might somehow better understanding them, rather than concentrating on what actually binds them and us all together.

All the unseen powers, forces and energies, who and what commands them, and how they are motivated and directed to make those things and events appear "real" and impress them upon us and just as importantly us upon them.

"Reality" is a thoroughy energized construct that is constantly being created, as is what we generally think of as our physical selves within it.

A seemingly solid and visible "effect" rather than the cause of anything in itself and yet in every manner and sequence of it's appearance (and ours within it) it leads to a multiplicity of choices (or probabilities) from which what actually comes "next" in our terms will be the collective outcome of individual choices that extend all the way down to even the most minute and infintessimally small component that participates in making it all happen.

Beyond being what it is, our reality is virtually without any limitations as to how it can appear to be or what we ourselves can appear to be, do, or make with it.

The appearance of reality, is of course, everywhere we look, as far as we're concerned; but in coming to terms with any of the shapes that it takes, the best place begin is with our very own hands and what is truly within them.

About this post, however: Alex Jones reportedly went on the air on July 25, 2001 talking about a plot to use bin Laden as a scapegoat for some massive domestic terrorists' attack on the US and has claimed he has 'precognitive visions' of such occurrences:

In another case from The Sense of Being Stared At, Amanda Bernsohn didn't dream of crashing planes or a burning World Trade Center: "I was walking down a street that was covered in swastikas that were spray painted on the building walls. The Nazis had invaded New York, but I wasn't able to find any people at all."

Sheldrake notes that Bernsohn's dream was of "horror in Manhattan," though it "was not at all like the WTC disaster."

I, too, had a precognitive dream about 911, although in the frustratingly cryptic symbolic language that my subconscious likes to use (and with which I am beginning to be fluent).

Basically, it went like this, about a week or two before 911: I saw a huge brick wall that was understood to be a tall building in a very dense neighborhood. A wrecking ball was being used to destroy the building. A voice said, "in your neighborhood" [note: though I live in the Northeast, I do not live in NYC]. I panicked and said "It's a nuclear bomb!" and the voice replied, "No, not nuclear".

Sounder wrote:Events that do not conform to our pretensions are most often ignored, another ‘service’ of the proudly ignorant ego. There is no conspiracy, only a large investment in maintaining the current inadequate perceptual processing systems.

"So, in essence, the world that your reason wants to sustain is a world that is created by a description and its dogmatic and inviolable rules, which the reason learns to accept and defend." Carlos Castaneda, Tales of Power

My own premonition for 9/11 came in a dream a number of years prior to the event, maybe 3-5 or more. I don't remember when exactly but it stayed with me , always leaving me with an uncomfortable feeling, though of what I didn't know.. Anyway, it was quite vivid, as if I was looking down at buildings that were on fire in NYC. Plus, there was a single car (a jeep actually) with three men in it. I knew I was one of those men in the jeep but didn't know who the other ones were.

Of course when "it" happened, I was supposed to be on 9th Ave and 20th St. in Manhattan at 9:00 am to pickup my prescriptions from the pharmacy. Now me being me, I overslept and didn't even know anything had happened since my room was in a basement - the dungeon as I called it. Then my roommate Walter came downstairs visibly upset and crying telling me that two planes had struck the WTC and one building had collapsed, as well as the Pentagon being hit. It hit me like a ton of bricks. All I could say was, "Oh my god, my dream. It's my dream!"

Hurriedly I dressed and ran to the corner and there was the remaining tower. I stood with others on the corner in silent disbelief to what we were witnessing. After a few minutes, I walked half a block back to the apartment. Within that short period of time the other tower collapsed. It then dawned on me that the buildings in my dream were remarkably like the buildings in Chelsea, Manhattan where I lived. And even more remarkable to me is that I had two male roommates who owned a jeep exactly like the one in my dream. Oh and when I had the dream years earlier I wasn't living in that part of Manhattan nor did I have any roommates. I don't own a car or even have a driver's license. At that time my roommates didn't live in that neighborhood or own a jeep.

So there it is.There have been other premonitions, other "sensations," feelings of dread, and vivid, lucid dreams. And a quickening of synchronicities in my life that started in 2001. Makes me wonder.

a day or two before 911 i had a dream of being high up, in an enclosed space. suddenly the floor dropped out and everybody fell... i woke up with the phrase in my head that everything has changed, and the world is different now. such a strong dream, especially the phrase, that i told my wife... then promptly forgot about the dream till 911, when i heard many a new anchor saying 'the world is different now' and everything has changed. as i'm writing now i recall that as we fell we 'transitioned' into a different place, a positive place and that it wasn't such a scary thing after all (dying.) and it wasn't so much the lingering feeling of fear after waking up... just that odd phrase that kept echoing in my head...

Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot contains the most startling premonitions of 911, the album is riddled with them, in fact, I would go so far as to call it a post September 11th instruction manual. It was recorded pre-911 and finally released in Feb '02. My discovery of the album that June was accomanied by manifold sycronicities and it spoke to me quite directly. The first track I heard was one I downloaded from Napster with a mind to make a mix CD for a road trip to Chicago, "War on War", which advocates "throwing the game" as it were, I loved it instantly. I dl'd two more tracks for the trip. Staying with a friend then in Chicago I found Mermaid Avenue in a small CD collection in my room, a joint venture with Wilco and Billy Bragg doing lost Guthrie songs. The next day I purchased YHF in Madisson WI a few hours to the north, noting the peculiar buildings on the cover. Back in Chicago on the 3rd of July walking downtown, my friend pointed out to my amazement those same two towers that I had noted on the cover of the album, remarking that Oprah lived there, they were called the Marina Towers. (:I turned a friend of mine on to Wilco last year, he was playing a lot of Xbox Rally Sport at the time. He noticed the Marina Towers from the cover in the virtual Chicago skyline he was driving thru) Then there’s “Jesus etc.” haunting lylrics: "Voices whine, skyscrappers are scrapping together" and "Tall buildings shake, voices escape singing sad sad songs". And the most heartbreaking and chilling of all I swear are the sounds of the planes bursptenetrating the towers in the midst of the siren noise chaos concluding “Ashes of American Flags”. TGFHMD. Thank God for "Heavy Metal Drummer". The album concludes with “I’ve got Reservations” and a slow rocking sound leaving it to the listener: is it a young man hung himself dead at the end of a rope, or an old man rocking in his easy chair staring back on a long life, with all of this behind him.

Some of us have access to the spiritual world because they're open to many possibilities. A lot of us could learn to cultivate that sense of feeling and hearing and listening to the inner voices. We think of these as hogwash that's why we pay attention more to facts than gut feel.

As an artist I have been journal writing for years, knowing my dreams give me plenty of art to create and information for/from the past, present and future. Mid way through your post made me find my 2001 journal and read what I had written pre 9/11.

Entry 9/2/01: I dream of a large sculpture of art that is capable of moving forwards and backwards in time and was built for the indiviual. I write, “American life (capitalism) continues to build and improve the facade, while the building is decaying and breeding rats… lies and deceit stem from the individual and trickle up to the family, to the community, to the state, to the nation and finally to the world.”

Entry 9/7/01: Dreaming of the symbol of the red cross and of painting the symbol of it on paper with high school students. Lots of red crosses. When I wake up I sketch out a drawing of a 3 dimensional red cross (that I eventually create for over my bed).

I think my real major wake up call was the 2000 elections where I felt my national ideals were shaken and ripped apart. Everything else after that felt like aftershocks.

The other crazy thing about Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, is the story of it's release. When their record company heard it initially, they demanded the band make changes. The band refused, and the record company decided to pass on releasing it. They wound up selling it back to the band. It was leaked onto the internet, became a huge sensation and then was subsequentially released by a different record comapny in February 2002.

Anyway, the relevant and shocking piece of information that ties back to this discussion, is that the original scheduled release date was September 11, 2001.

On the morning of 9-11 I was getting ready for work,turned on NPR and heard that a small plane had crashed into the World Trade center. I was working at a small casino and would take advantage of their cheap breakfast and also my brother was a waiter there. When I sat down to eat, all the tv's in the casino had the report on. There were a few other customers in the small cafe and when the first Tower fell an older fellow sitting near me leaned over and said" This is just like Pearl Harbor." When he said that I got this strange feeling that "they" had done the same thing they did then. And it appears that "they" may have.anyway I cam accross this on Tribe and thought it relevent to the discussion. here is an excert from the article.

The Russian scientists also found out that our DNA can cause disturbing patterns in a vacuum, thus producing magnetized wormholes! Wormholes are the microscopic equivalents of the so-called Einstein-Rosen bridges in the vicinity of black holes (left by burned-out stars).

These are tunnel connections between entirely different areas in the universe through which information can be transmitted outside of space and time. The DNA attracts these bits of information and passes them on to our consciousness. This process of hyper-communication (telepathy, channeling) is most effective in a state of relaxation.

Stress, worry or a hyperactive intellect prevent successful hyper-communication or the information will be totally distorted and useless. In nature, hyper-communication has been successfully applied for millions of years. The organized flow of life in insects proves this dramatically. Modern man knows it only on a much more subtle level as "intuition." But we, too, can regain full use of it.http://immortalitymortality.tribe.net/thread/52b3146d-6791-40d1-b0da-fa56e16ba637

Hi,I just fought some enemy nutcases myself.They all hate Satan and believe lies about him, so they are all fairgame. They have now shut down the blog to anonymous comments.They now have a contolled forum, and are looking for new software tolock out ip's.

That is no problem as I can us multiple ip addresses, but they canonly close down it down now to stop me.

The jews there really went berserk with any mention of them being theroot of the problem.

That really blew their minds.

Satan being real is also taboo, as they cursed him and denigrated him.

Here is a sample of the bullshit from enemy I was getting daily,defending and explaining Satanism to the few who really wanted to learn.The rest wanted war and got it right back in their faces.

I was getting to them and they were unable to stop it for over amonth. I began to think Jeff was himself might be a Satanist, for henever stopped it for over a month,letting go on and on.

As of now I am not sure now, they know he needs money and support toget published, he has two books, likes to qoute RAW and it is strangeas to why now he censored me, citing mefor inciting hate.

But their stopping at nothimg for the truth about them getting out iswhat gets them really upset.

SATAN and his so called minions are no problem till write that he is aancient god, not an archtypes but a real being.I told Jeff that I thought the real reason was that the disrespectfuljew boy brat, he flatly denies this to me though and now the blog isdead in the water, so he loses.

Even though it happened DIRECTLY WITHIN MINUTES right after he wrotein to Jeff to stop it.He began pulling all my posts with no warning or explanation till whathe said after the fact, which I told him eas a lie.

It is not him or even me, but his ignorant readers who are the problemthey want war and start wars,allowing no free thought.

As I had made already my point and was winding up the operationanyway, then this happened.Then others were now beginning to attack me in intensity and with longblank posts, ect.So I slapped them back hard.

Perhaps he is just giving in to the whining jew boy who proballyalready wrote to the adl and all the other front organizations for thezionists. They no doubt threatened him in writing telling him how theywill only support him if he endorses their views ONLY and shitcans allothers against what their agenda is.

So I think yhet threatened to destroy him, so much for standing up forfreedom of expression.

My blog alias I used was mostly Sabina,Oh, they just loved me there, but really I had a few fans whosupported me and learned too.

read on.......... ....

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the Lying Fool Sabina said... "Christian/s" is their code word forGentile/s in the protocols and in the talmud. The TALMUD was written500+ years before the advent of Christianity, O forked-tongue devil.Get thee behind me, and run the other way. I would say you are a liarto the bone, but you are spineless.6:31 AM************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ****musilman said... la ilaha illa llaharab ( islamic robotic nonsense)6:33 AM

************ ********* ********* ********* *D'oh said...Anonymous said...Sabrina and company!!!!! !!!!!!!!! Please, what is the point??? What isit that you all want from this virual spewing of hate and Why are youbeing so so disrespectful to Jeff???? You all must be in a lot painand are not dealing very well with the HUMAN DILEMMA we are allparticipating in. Evolution is upon us whether you like ot not. Goplay somewhere else. We WILL ignore you.

Jeff Wells is coming across like any other website operator whoignores the constructive criticism of the sincere while allowing thetrolls and disinfo agents to get away with whatever crap they want topost.

How is anyone supposed to post a meaningful comment when this istaking place?

How long is one supposed to ignore the warning signs that the forumoperator might be a paid actor?

Whoever these people are, it is true that they steal others' writings.Where are the links?

More important, why does Jeff Wells allow this to continue?

Why should I think you are for real Jeff Wells?

Why do you ignore the few left who actually do their own writing andnone of it is some type of cryptic mind game?

The thing about the Wizard of Oz was that when the curtain was finallypulled back on the evil operator, there was actually nothing to beafraid about.

It was all a scam. So Jeff Wells thinks it's wrong to think thatanybody posting might be a disinformation agent. Fine. Yet, yourinability or refusal to clean things up makes one wonder about whatyou (they?) are really trying to accomplish with your blog and forum.

Would it be that difficult to have someone moderate this blog commentsection and start deleting and banning this crap?

You commented that you couldn't even get to the last 100 comments onthe previous thread.

It's because the spammer/disinfo jammed the pages, and here they seemto be at it again. When are you going to address this? Are you? If youare legit, then this must be what is bugging you. Maybe you figure ifyou ban the trolls/disinfo spam, they will just come back throughproxies. But you simply ignore it and let it fester.

One might think that this place is all about making people feel thatnothing can ever be figured out, that we all need to be prepared forwaking up screaming more often.

I think people like myself are more likely to be banned than thedisinfo/spammer trolls.

All indications are that you are just another wizard of oz, with oneimage on the surface with the reality being something quite different.

What did you write a few blogposts back, that your mother once sawsome half creature/half human form outside the window?

Wasn't it presented as if it really happened, and that it wasunexplainable?

The more you let this section and your forum deteriorate, things likewhat you say your mother witnesses and other things make one wonderwho the frick you really are, of what you really are tring to accomplish.

I'm starting to think Fintan Dunne was correct about internet fakes.Unfortunately, he also appears to be a strawman for such a profoundand disturbing realisation, that the internet is overrun by disinfoand mass psychological operations.

Maybe the thread running through all this misdirection andconditioning is all about the more you know, the more danger you arein, so just move along, nothing to see here, or if need be, go checkout Rense or any of the other "truth" websites for entertainmentpurposes only.

You there Jeff Wells?

Are you going to at least tell these "satanists" and any otherspammers that this is not proper posting, and that if they want tostay here, that this has to stop?

How long are people supposed to wait until like some above decide thatthere really isn't much of value to be attained by visiting yourwebsites? Or is that the plan?

Are real people with real questions and comments the ones who are notwanted on the internets? You are the decider, this is on you.

MORE of the disrespectful jewboy who now writes,

Sabina, your whole "enki as satan" thing had been tickling my memoryfor a while now, as well as some of the loooong and uncalled forcut'n'pastes. ..just something in my past that I could not put myfinger on... it finally hit me... you guys are cribbing from the Joyof Satan ministries (yeah, i mentioned that before, but didn't realizewhat i had stumbled across).

About 7-8 years ago when i was actively researching the occult I gotinto satanism, from lavey to theistic, and came across a bunch ofxeroxes from the Joy of Satan.

They were everything I have been describing in my comments, basicallyan idiotic mishmash of new-age bs.

I just ignored 'em outright as there were other, philosophicallysound, branches of satanism (no, really).

Then the news reports slowly trickled in over a the years. Ya see, theother satanists where getting annoyed that this Joy of Satan bs weretying themselves to a bunch of neo-nazi groups.

It came out that the founder of Joy of Satan, Maxine Dietrich (realname: Andrea Herrington), is married to Cliff Herrington, founder ofthe National Socialist Movement.

It was (or is) dogma of JoS that the jews are of a separate reptialianrace that are traitors to humanity and...well, a buch of otheranti-semetic shit I can't really remember off the top of my head.

Something about when satan returns the first thing he will do is wipeout the jews...slimy shit.

Maxine would also routinely accuse people inside and outside of thejoy of Satan of being "dirty jews", etc.

Here's an anti-hate site discussing the National Socialist stuff(scroll down to the very bottom to see the NSM ties to Joy of Satan):

http://www.johnnyle eclary.com/ nsm.htm

It turned out that Joy of Satan wasn't even welcome in the Neo-nazimovement, once the association between JoS and NSM came out, bothsatanists and neo-nazi's started blacklisting the Herringtons' groups.

Thats pretty bad when both satanists and hate-groups dislike yourcompany... for everyone else's information, JoS is apparently acultish satanist (in addtion to the racist) group that is set up tomake maxine money in "donations."

Most of the members seem to be teenagers rebelling against mommy'sreligion.

Here's a website set up by an ex-member who was a high-priest in theorganization:

http://www.satans- powers.tk/

Here are some quotes about the JoS from an satanic discussion forum:

Naruthias: I have one word: bullshit. Why are we even bothering togive such an in-depth examination to this bunch of misguided jokers? Iput them in line with the Heaven's Gate cult or the followers ofCharlie Manson. Just wackos looking for a place to fit in.

PieMan: I used to be a member of this cult, I was stupid to say theleast. Once I found out this was a nazi cult I quit though. After thatI dropped satanism all together. Reciently though ive gotten back intothe LaVey stuff.

virginmarydildo (great fucking name): had thought that the Joy ofSatan was a joke. Something put out there by a christian trying todiscredit satanists.Are there really people out there who believe it? That is more absurdthan the christian bible.

According to this High Priest Dann, he joined when he was 15, andwasted 3 years of his life with the group... so he was 18 when he left.

How can a group ran by kids be taken seriously?

Yes, I know Maxine is an adult... and finally,

RaveCorell: At JoS one of the names they use for Satan is Enki...asupposed ancient Sumarian god, who also just happens to be analien...but what really captured my attention was the familiar styleof the writing and the terminology in general.

I would be willing to bet that it was Maxine Dietrich herself. I haveread most , if not all of writings, more than once, and it just seemedway too familiar.

In fact a lot of what was posted seemed like it was right off thepages of her website.

So sabrina, please tell me, do you believe all this bs about thejews...are you a neo-nazi...cause i'm sure the intelligent folk herewould like to know whether you are a racist or not...

And if you were truly suckered and had no idea, please check out DianeVera, she actually makes sense and doesn't make up shit about otherreligions and history...an intelligent Satanist, if you will:

http://www.angelfir e.com/ny5/ dvera/

And if you are a racist fuck then just leave, we don't want none....Again, to everyone, I am sorry this is so long...

"your friendly neighborhood disinfo agent"

aka the disrespectful brat writes for Jeff to censor me again,

"I'm not attacking Jeff Wells if he cleans it up."

Some one else then supports me and responds to his crap.Telling the BRAT,

Nonsense. You'd attack anyone without provocation as we already haveseen. "Clean it up"? Censor? We like it dirty and real here. Orrather, it's not that we like it, we would like to see it gets cleanedup. Sunshine is the best disinfectant. Go away paid censorship whoreor pimp, traitor to everything. Every topic you mentioned is as realas it gets. Think for yourself and you'll be amazed how lovely it is.************ ********* ********* ********* ****

How to exorcise Sabrina and fight the New World Order with the samefell swoop: W.C. Fields said, "Never give a sucker an even break" AndP.T. Barnum, the circus man, said, "No one has ever lost moneyunderestimating the intelligence of the American people." Whicheverone of these hucksters you may hew to, or not, it is clear that Bush,Cheney, the Neocons, the CFR, FOX news, even a few people on this bloglike Sabrina, not to mention the ever elusive illuminati have takenboth their dicta well..., not to heart, but in hand, and to that coldempty space from which their occult forebears must have ripped it out.All disinformation must contain elements of truth in order to beeffective. Disinformation can be 85 or even 98 percent factual. It'sthat last fifteen, or even two percent of lies cloaked in truth wherethe fatal trap is set, where the dagger is poised to strike. If youare going to be had, that is where it is gonna getcha. HOW to DISCERNthe disinformation and the bullshit from the truth: The relevantquestion is CUI BONO? What is the disinfo suggesting that you do. Andif you were to do it,

WHO BENEFITS? Let's look at the current memes on Iran, which are thesame as Sabrina's exhortations to readers here to fight the NWO:

"Prepare yourself to fight."

Be afraid.Get angry.Arm yourselves.

Watch out for the December solstice in 2012.

ORDO AB CHAO

That's the motto of the Kabbalist masons. That, along with BARI QVIPPEBOVI, the Talmudic doctrine inscribed in marble over the fireplace inthe inner sanctum of the Skull and Bones tomb on High Street in NewHaven, Connecticut. They seek to foment chaos to strengthen theirrule. And they see us, the Barbarians, the "others" who are not they,the "useless feeders" as Kissinger put it, as Indeed Cattle. Goyim =cattle. Straight out of both the Babylonian Talmud and the EgyptianTalmud, the two canons of Jewish law. To cheat, deceive, and even killthe goyim is not merely permitted, it is a Talmudic obligation. Apromise to commit such deeds in the coming year is incorporated intothe men's prayers of Yom Kippur, the most sacred day of the Jewishreligious calendar, lest there be nothing to report on the next Day ofAtonement. So, regardless of whom you see as the arch-controllers,their goal is all the same – to create chaos: to make people terrifiedand full of hatred, and to get the maiming and killing going, big time.

They see it as their most "sacred" duty.

And that is basically the message being spread by Sabrina, who ismerely another whisperer of wiswas, a self-professed minion of thepathetic one,

Satan, whose only power derives from what a human being willinglyyields...

OTHERWISE, THE SHAYATIN ARE COMPLETELY POWERLESS.

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sounder the xian fools turn,Sabbateanism represents the negative polarity of the lucifericimpulse. It wants to tear down. (See end of comment section; lastthread for more perspective. ) It's really in league with fascismbecause as anyone knows, if society is falling down, drastic measuresmay be called for to control the situation. So sad that these types ofpeople get to do our thinking for us. Here's an idea, how bout welearn to think better, so that we do not cede the field to dipshits.************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********

JBD said... You would think that an all-powerful deity could do a bitbetter than allow itself to be represented by such a tiresome,ineffectual, and annoying internet poster with dubious cognitiveabilities but I guess some deities go into battle with the army theyhave, rather than the army they wish they had.... beggars havinglittle choice and all 12:53 PM************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ***

Sounder said... Right on JBD Lucifer's minion; The desire fordestruction is the swan song for the passing of a poisonedconsciousness. May you rest in pieces. 1:14 PM************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ******Sounder said... Satanists seem as insecure about their beliefs as thexians are. Birds of a feather is my guess. Silly beliefs, thinkingthat is what makes them better than the rest of us, when really thisis the thing that allows parasitical elemental forces to suck theirvitality. 8:50 AM************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* *********TooStoned said... I am not interested in your ILLusions. No obviouslynot. But somehow you think we are interested in your illusions. If notmy intentions are far from ever having sex and meeting her in personsilly wabbit Funny, I didn't think I accuses you specifically of that.Or are you saying you have syphyllis? Me think thou doth protest toomuch. Guilty concience, perchance? We know Satan to be the True Fatherand Creator God of humanity. Why would the "true god" use the namecreated by false gods? Get ove the "need a daddy tri." It makes yoususceptible to suggestion. And like Terrance McKenna once said, "thereis no great trick to hearing voices, but there is to knowing what tolisten too" I'm serious about the counseling; or better yet (headshrinkers are a problematic bunch) go get a good dose of ibogaine andspend the next 36 hours delving into your subconcious, you'veobviously walled off a good portion of it along with your sense ofhumor and a substatial portion of your reasoning facilities. I couldgo on, but why? Its like shooting shitpiles with a shotgun. Fun, butcan get messy and loses its novelty rapidly. I issue mr. spiritualsatanist to send some whammy my way today. I offer my neck as thescape goat. Prove your power and daddy Satan's. If I live I'll posthere about your power and Satan's Gospel. Or are all your mindgamesthe fantasy I can tell they are? 11:38 PM************ ********* ********* ********* ********* *******

Sabrina wrote,

You curse yourself. I have no time to waste on you. Your words havepower. Use them carefully.************ ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ********* ****Anony,

I denounce you as a whisperer of wiswas, one of the shayatin. Whoeverthis jokester is, merely another dickless wonder in the legion oftrolls and yammering ghosts on this site, well, I don't want to leavespouting obscenities, but you can use your own foul imagination tofill in the blank, while you Analyse this: Since God works inmysterious ways I will take this FINAL opportunity to correct oneother error in my last post and adieu, which was to have misplaced aparagraph within the section quoted from the poster Free.

Many apologies to you, Miss or Ma'am (or Sir), for that error.

It was Free, who called Jeff out on repeatedly using the psyopstechniques of pederast perps in conflating satanic ritual abuse withufos and aliens, and who wrote so eloquently and straightforwardly.Here is what Free said: I am a regular reader here and greatlyappreciate your articles and presence on the web but as an RA/MCsurvivor I resent that you often talk about the UFO's and Ritual Abusein the same breath.

It's not that I have a hard time believing that there are UFO's orlife beyond our planet.

I would think it absurd for there not to be, but why do you continueto mix us up with them? There are many "conspiracy" writers who dothis and I'm sick and tired of it.

What is the agenda here?

Infotainment?

Discrediting survivors?

Programming or confusing the general public?

It really irks me because it is the same thing that the perps did tous as part of their programming (theatrical and high tech torture).

To confuse us, discredit us in case we remembered and hide their trueidentities - they are a league of psychopaths - they staged torturescenarios where they appeared as or they told us that they werereptillians or extra-terrestrials. Understanding what's really goingon is an important step to solving global problems and I feel that bymixing these two topics you are muddying the waters and creatingconfusion. Herewith following then is, for the very last time (thirdtime's the charm), my, the, final words from the poster who has beenBILL HICKS RESURRECTED, Ibn Sina / Avicenna, & Mojo Filter and hisacronyms, not some damned poseur who can go to hell, where he/she/itcame from, or back under its slimy rock.

It incorporates for accuracy the needed corrections of Free's writings.

Thanks for providing that opportunity to do this well-meaning personjustice, in spite of your provocations, whisperer ~ Iblis.

Your machinations are nothing but another way in which God may assistus to do better, if we are blessed with the presence of mind and heartto avail ourselves.

And one last parting goodbye to IridescentCuts-like-a- dull-butterknife -fish, who even now doesn't display theguts, no less the heart, to respond like an honest man to this one orany of my posts ever, not one, when made under the original handle ofMojo Filter ~ although you did converse for awhile with Mojo Workout.You were the primary reason I used the extra handles. My mistake tothink you were actually capable of intellectual honesty. I thoughtthat maybe it would be possible to engage you without the Mojobaggage, and on occasion it was, but only superficially, and only whenpraising you and agreeing with you when you said something borderingon the noble ~ which was/is all too rare.

Whatever your gig is, I.C., I wish God's grace in opening your eyesand ears, because wittingly or not, you are often the biggest tool onthis site (and no, that's not a compliment), not to mention your beingan insufferable Jeffzebub sycophant.

Maybe that's why you respond so readily to flattery. So it goes. Peaceto you in either case, and may you someday, somehow, somewhere,experience the simultaneous turning toward and turning away that isthe grace of tawba with respect to the Almighty. Peace to you on yourjourney, you who fight against your own fitra like it was the enemy.What follows is every bit as true now as it was yesterday.

I guess it's just my way of saying three times,

"Get thee behind me, Satan."

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Funny how after three threads lasting a couple of weeks that covereda wealth of stuff, much of which was spiritually and morally upliftingand informative, we come to the new year and Jeffzebub offers what?the Demon....... again.

No joke, when I saw the picture at the top of the post I thought itmust be "Mr. Wells" himself. How ironic it was when I read someonerefer to it as Charlie Manson.

Funny how Mr. Photoshopmeister Wells himself managed to make a serialkiller psychopath tool look nearly cheerful and almost handsome.

Some dark shit psyop that is, my friends. So then what? We have reamsand reams of fecal verbosity, coprologia from the re-appearingRichard/Jon/ Shrub/Jules troll, the darkside's equivalent of sewersherbert to clear the pentacled palate for.....yet another anonymousspouting Satanic dogma.************ ********* ********* ********* ********* **** Anonymous said...Hi Jeff, great post as usual , love to read you from the boreal forestup north Québec... can you do something please about al this"satanist" spam on your comments ? thx !9:24 AM************ ********* ********* ********* ********* **End of the messages against Satanists.

Now do you see why i fought these assholes for a month?

I hate them and their lies.

I am not done yet either, and with help we can start taking down thesesites that hate us.

YOUR MIND IS YOUR PRIMARY WEAPONandALL WARFARE IS SPIRTUAL AND OF THE MINDHAIL SATAN,Sabina

I have been experiencing a lot of synchronicities and interconnected observations lately. suffice it to say that, after being an atheist my entire life, I know that we are all connected at the quantum level, a higher frequency of vibration of our conscious energy, which we cannot currently detect with our scientific instruments. follow the path that is presented to you, but follow it with unconditional love for all beings, including (dare I say it) Dick Cheney. that is how we will make a quantum leap in our evolution. the transformative power of unconditional love and patience (yin) is such that it radiates out infinitely and is multiplied in society far beyond what we imagine. the political beliefs of hard-core Republicans is more rooted in a traumatized psychology of negativity, of yang, than in factual information or disinformation. hence, the form of the message is far more important than the message itself. "Be the change you wish to see in the world." -Ghandi

this is what 2012 is all about, and it has already begun. our very thoughts directly affect physical reality. see the recent NPR interview of a scientist from the PEAR lab at Princeton.

Frankly I didn't see the video of the WTC buildings coming down until many weeks later due to no TV and taking all day training classes that week. And when I finally did see what every other American had watched in real time and then looped over and over and over...it looked like nothing I expected. It looked like an obvious demolition. One of my friend at web design company was in Manhattan at the time of the incident and what we heard from him is really heart rendering...

Jeff, did you know a study of the past ten years "hate crimes" (sic) that various jews have claimed everywhere from college dorms,gravestones, synagogues, and homes, that swastikas have been spray painted by "anti-semeitic" hate mongerers. In 83 percent of the cases it was proved to be the victims themselves who painted the swastikas.The word "anti-semetic" is an oxymoron being Russian, Polish, Hungarian, and other Eastern bloc jews are NOT semetic. Arabs and Palestinians, as well as Sephardic Jews are. Yet they are treated anywhere from 2nd class citizens, "to no better than dogs" (Christians) or "insects" )Arabs)

Ah yes, dreams. I found your website a couple of days ago and it's highly interesting as well as rather unnerving reading material: I've been a life-long student of obscure knowledge, yet I can't say I've had a lot of paranormal experiences. It seems as though that might be changing. I'm not sure how I feel about that possibility. I didn't have any dreams about 9/11 and any clairvoyant abilities I may have seem to be woefully under-developed. However, I seem to have had a dream related to a few key things about 9/11 recently, it's been giving me the Chills and I'd like to relate it . . . Just because.

This dream was set in the front yard outside my house (I live in a rural area of New England), as in many dreams, time and place made odd associations with one another: My brother and father were still living at home; I was under the impression that my brother and I were kids again. The key focal point of my dream was how "Something", I can't remember what, had burned down between our and our next door-neighbors property. In real-life, there is a shed in the location that featured primarily in the dream. The Fire raised columns of smoke that brought associations with disaster and some obvious comparisons. Anyway, someone (I suspect my Father), produced a pair of inflatable structures to replace whatever it was that had been burned down.These inflatable structures took the form of massive, white, twin towers that rose on a scaffold and were covered with a kind of white, plastic material that unfolded like an accordion. They towered over everything else to an excessive extent and rose rapidly to such a prodigious height that they were all but lost to the naked eye: As they reached their apex. Something happened.There was a crack like thunder and the sky turned a muddy, reddish color. My family and I stood on our lawn, looking up at this changed sky, which had suddenly become filled with creatures straight out of Hieronymus Bosch's Haywain Triptych. I could hear them cackling and shrieking and a low rumble idling behind those sounds.I can't remember who indicated it in my dream (It might have even been myself) but someone said something to the effect that a portal had been opened . . . I had this dream weeks before finding your website and reading your own suppositions about portals to other realities being used for nefarious purposes: There's a major kicker to my dream though that's really, really freaking me out. I was browsing random links a couple of nights ago and came upon Crystal links' page on 9/11:

http://www.crystalinks.com/wtcmeta.html

See their shot of proposed design of the first few floors of the New World Trade Center building? Apparently, it's going to be made from a special kind of prismatic glass that interacts with a wide range of light spectra:

"The tower rises from a cubic base whose square footprint - 200 feet by 200 feet - will be the same size as the footprints of the original Twin Towers. The base will be clad in more than 2,000 pieces of prismatic glass, each measuring 4 feet by 13 feet 4 inches, with varying depths. The design utilizes the optical properties of prismatic glass to reflect, refract, and transmit light in various spectrums, creating a dynamic, shimmering glass surface that drapes the tower's base. The prismatic glass was developed over the course of two years in conjunction with some of the world's top glass manufacturers, who worked with architects to find ways of constructing prismatic glass at a scale not formerly made."

http://www.wtc.com/about/freedom-tower/freedom-tower-design

To my further paranoia, Freedom Tower is slated for completion by 2012. As you might have guessed, the base of Freedom Tower is practically a dead-ringer for the towers that unfolded and tore a hole through realities in my dream. With disquieting results. Has anyone else been having any premonitions comparable to this?

Our thoughts can only react to the contents of our memory. Starting from a conditioned part of our conscience. This means that each thought is formed by the past and no thought can be truly new. It can only be the result of an addition of two different thoughts that nobody has thought before, but that thought can only arise from the past and therefore from our conditioning. Something really new can be born only if we manage to get rid of that content from the past. This does not mean that this content will have disappeared from our consciousness, but simply that it does not dominate our thoughts. This potential for insight or foresight is called intuition. Most of us do not take into consideration the fair value of this potential. Many are so attached to their manner of thought that they do not open up for another manner of observation and perception. This preserves the past and therefore their conditioning.(Alex Mero)

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Whenever a feeling of aversion comes into the heart of a good soul,
it's not without significance.
Consider that intuitive wisdom to be a Divine attribute,
not a vain suspicion:
the light of the heart has apprehendedintuitively from the Universal Tablet. - Rumi